In these watery years, I have your company, so many laughter and laughter, and this indelible memories of youth. Today, I compiled a priceless composition about youth for you. Welcome to learn from it. Let's have a look!
Youth priceless composition: 1
Youth, in people's decadence, mediocrity, barrenness, busyness and struggle, passes along the fingertips, along the heart, along the hair and along the forehead. ...
Fingertips change with time, from lotus root-like white to white and slender, and finally to rough and ugly.
The heart changes with time, from tiny to young and energetic, and finally to fragile and old.
Hair changes with time, from sparse to vigorous, black, and finally sparse white hair.
Forehead changes with time, from white and tender to smooth and flat, and finally to wrinkled and old.
Youth, when we are busy reviewing, sprinting for the senior high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination, flies for six years, and 7% of our life is gone. Some people think that this 7% is worthwhile, while others think that this 7% is a waste of youth.
Feng Zikai, a famous cartoonist, wrote in For My Children: "My child! Looking forward to your life, I am infatuated with keeping the golden age in this booklet for you forever. However, this is really like' spider web falling flowers', with a little trace of spring. "
Q: Where did all your youth go? Answer: the speed at which youth passes depends on whether you work hard or not!
Dare not try to fight by yourself, and firmly believe that "a slip of the foot will make a lasting regret", then your life will be full of desolation and mediocrity.
You are not qualified to ask: where have all your youth gone?
50% of a person's life depends on his own efforts.
The other 50% is opportunity. Youth depends 50% on hard work and 50% on opportunities.
Remember! Youth is gone!
The priceless composition of youth: the second part
Too many people of our age are "fantasy", and what moves us is "age"
Spring blossoms and autumn fruits abound. Year after year, young people learn nutrients in a colorful world and grow up inside! But there are essence and dross! The world is rich and colorful, and things are changing here. Without a heart to distinguish right from wrong and a heart to appreciate the changing world, you may "regret for a long time", leave an indelible shadow on your youth, and even ruin your future and accompany a youthful and gorgeous life.
Whenever I see some programs about the legal system on TV, I will have too many feelings: how much disaster those 17-and 18-year-old hot-blooded young people have caused, or for the friendship of friends. Still for the sake of greed and cheap, I finally suffered a big loss. Or the shortcomings of their families cast a shadow over their hearts. ...
Young hearts are still growing. He is so fragile that he can't stand the wind sometimes. He needs us young people to cherish, but he needs the care of family, school and society more!
The future direction may be controlled by many peers! How to choose your own future? With a blank face, we stood at the crossroads of life for a long time. As the saying goes, "everything is inferior, only reading is high!" Social competition is becoming more and more fierce. Facing the huge social system, we may face cruel elimination at any time. Only by working hard and studying hard can we become a "blockbuster" for ten years!
These are all things I want to say after experiencing something, not as obscure as him! I just want to give my peers a piece of advice: fight for the future and don't let your future self live at the bottom of society! Okay？
The priceless composition of youth: the third part
Green is youth, life, hope and desire. ...
In everyone's mind, there is shade in the hot summer, green shoots in the cold winter in December, and youthful memories in the twilight. We are all middle school students with backpacks. We are not afraid of youth, and we do not run away from growth. We are full of the fragrance of youth.
On the way to dusk, the weather was gloomy, and I walked step by step with my schoolbag on my back. At the end of the week, I feel very happy when I think I can relax when I get home. So, I slowed down and enjoyed the street view that I didn't have time to take care of at ordinary times with great interest. The street is very lively, people come and go, traffic is heavy, shops and supermarkets, and many customers are shopping.
"ah! Are you alone? " Suddenly, I was slapped hard on the shoulder. Looking back, it turned out to be an old friend. "Well, my parents didn't have time to pick me up tonight, so I walked back." I said with a smile, and then walked and talked. Soon, the weather suddenly changed, and a gust of wind followed by heavy rain. My best friend and I didn't bring an umbrella, so we hid under the same roof. Continuous rain, it seems that I don't want to stop at all, so I transfer elegance to pedestrians.
At this time, several boys of the same age ran past, two of them were wearing green T-shirts, which were very dazzling. Their hair was pressed to their foreheads by the rain and stuck to their cheeks, but they were not tired at all. Looking at their distant figures, the dazzling green jumps in front of my eyes. I was so hot that I rushed into the rain curtain, regardless of my friends around me or the strange eyes of pedestrians. I shouted "Long live youth" and ran home.
I tossed my hair and went home. I saw my mother soaked to the skin, and she was lowering her head to change her shoes. I asked, "Mom, it's raining so hard. Why did you come back?" Mom said, "I'm coming back to cook for you!" " But it rained halfway and there was no umbrella. ""Hey, you're wet. Well, why not wait until the rain stops? Go change! Let's go. " "Well, mom, don't we have green parent-child T-shirts? Let's look together ... "
Put on that green T-shirt, my heart is full of that kind of passion that can't be expressed in words. I firmly believe that my youth is as full of hope and expectation as that piece of green. Long live youth!
The priceless composition of youth: the fourth part
I have owned, lost, enjoyed and cried, and everything is just starting from scratch. .....
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Our youth is not easy.
After another year, many things have changed. Two people become one person, with a little less excitement and silence around them. Maybe I'm stronger and braver, and I have to deal with many things alone. When I encounter difficulties, I will never cry in the dead of night again, because I know that "we are all a lonely kingdom, and our youth is not easy, which makes our charm more obvious."
Gorgeous turn, Speak loudly as soon as you leave .........................................................................................................................................................................., regardless of the image, and fight with each other, but without hurting feelings. We laughed and told jokes that might be forgotten in the next second. Those days in ................................................................................................................................, when my mouth rose the most, were also the happiest and most lonely days. I won't forget that person, the one who accompanied me on my unforgettable birthday when I was sixteen. It was the first time that someone accompanied me on my birthday. ..........................................................................................................................................'s milk and sugar only masked the original flavor, but did not change the essence of coffee. Just like people, you may have many brothers and sisters and many good friends, but what cannot be changed is that we are all a lonely kingdom. "The happiness brought by coffee, like gorgeous fireworks, will always be fixed in the starry night sky and eventually become our youthful and hard-won memories. ...............
Sanmao said: "Lock my memory, lock my sadness, no longer miss it, how can I remember it again?" No sadness. After I left, I couldn't find a suitable name or a reason to continue. ..........................................................................................................
I left the city in my memory and came to a bustling city. Here, there are no noisy memories, no missing people; Here, in addition to strangeness, there is an uneasy heart. At night, I woke up crying in my dream and asked myself, "Why are you crying again?" There is no sound, and my heart is uneasy. I thought for a long time, "I won't cry after I say yes." Now I really miss those days. " Then, I resolutely wiped away my tears and hid in the deepest bed. My world is quiet.
Time flies, there are not many happy days, but many sad days. Our youth is not easy, but it is easy to die. Where should the youth from .............................................................................................................................................. sports go? The hard work on the playground and the repeated strength and physical training in the hot sun have already covered up the original white color, and in exchange for the drenched training clothes, the sweat has long forgotten the original appearance and can't remember how long it was last time. Youth born in sports is not easy. We speak for ourselves, we speak for sports, we speak for dreams, and our youth needs no explanation. Youth is beautiful, never give up.
Our youth is not easy.
The time from the first floor to the sixth floor is only three years. It's realistic to go back and forth from the first floor to the sixth floor three times a day. Xueba people all live on the first floor, sports students, come on! Youth is not easy to show our charm!
Nobody's youth is easy. Persistence, persistence, persistence, I believe that as long as anyone can be a miracle.
The priceless composition of youth: the fifth chapter
Turgenev said: "At that time, when I sent away my fleeting first love fantasy with a sigh and a sad feeling, what did I hope, what did I expect, and what bright future did I foresee?"
I also said: "First love is not true love, it is the victim of one person trying to love another. If a person cares too much about first love, then he or she will lose a lot, including career, future and happiness. So we don't have to care too much about the first love that is like a flash in the pan. We should know how to give up, because only by giving up can we get true love. This is the true meaning of love. "
I believe that every high school student will have had a love or a crush on someone. I once had a vigorous relationship. Although the first love is a flash in the pan, it is beautiful and memorable, and I will not be sad about it.
First love is like a green fruit, green in the branches of youth.
Long live the friendship
Friends are all over the world, but how many people are bosom friends? A bosom friend is like fish and water. Fish chase water, and water also contains fish. A bosom friend is like leaves and roots. Roots transport nutrients to leaves, and leaves become fertilizers to nourish roots. A bosom friend is like a loving mother and child. A loving mother nurtures her children with milk, and the children repay her with their whole lives.
Suddenly I remembered a lyric: "Next to my left hand is your right hand, and I will always be with you. There will be no endless rain, and there will be no dawn. I feel sorry for your wayward stubbornness. Loneliness makes me hold your hand silently, grieve for your sadness and be happy for your happiness. " This is the best way to describe friends.
After all, the world is just a small place. Friendship will not change because of distance, but it will bloom charming fragrance under the nourishment of time. Friends don't have to be together forever, but they must miss each other in their hearts, just like a fish will turn into water when it dies, because two hearts have merged.
Friendship is like a bud in bud, hanging gracefully on the branches of youth.
"3" years of youth
Growth is like the faint fragrance of the sky washed by spring rain, and youth interweaves all complicated emotions into a dream. I am thin, immersed in dreams, and countless reverie emerge in my mind. But the wind of reality woke up my dream mercilessly. So suddenly I lost that frivolous and meaningless, and became silent. The memory of youth is like a fragment, trembling helplessly at the crossroads of life. I tried to find the lost beauty, but I found my brain blank. Memories are really strange. Sometimes things that you obviously care about are deleted without your permission over time, and you can't even get them back.
Growing up is really a strange thing. Yesterday he was an ignorant teenager, but today he has become a high-spirited teenager. Once naive, has faded, and now mature, has cut a scar. Youth is sad because of growth, and the years of youth are full of bitter wind and rain, such as bitter coffee, which has a bitter taste when you first enter the crowd. Only by savoring it carefully can I know the sweetness, which is the taste of growing up and fascinates me.
The rainy season of eighteen, the unknown youth, is leaving us, but the story of youth has not changed.